Asia

Takahiko-san is a delightful, tiny Japanese woman; gregarious and multi-lingual, an aging school marm with a neat as a pin hair bun. She’s also a relentless stalker. After rambling around Cheung Chau Island, I stroll thru the food courts before jumping the ferry back to… Read More ›

Corporate America sent me to Hong Kong last week. It’s a mixed blessing, never quite the dream vacation my friends imagine but a chance to experience a place I’ve never seen. With Pat out-of-town for four weeks, there’s no use whining. … Read More ›